My 1978 Hotel

"So, it's not even a month yet, and we've already spent nearly five thousand yuan on furniture?" Han Fuqiang looked at Li Feng in disbelief.

"It's okay. I just calculated it and it's almost 6,000, just over 5,000. It's average." Li Feng nodded lightly. He had just calculated it himself.

"Is this okay?"

Han Fuqiang glared at his boss. "In less than a month, over 5,000 yuan! That's not 50 or 500 yuan, that's over 5,000 yuan." If this trend continues, it will be easy to make over 10,000 yuan before the New Year.

This isn't work point value, this is cash. When did Hanjiaba ever have so much cash? It might even be more than 10,000 yuan. But Li Feng said it lightly, "It's okay, just average." This kid has a really big appetite.

But when I thought about how this guy earned a house just by writing some articles, I decided to stop talking to this monster, or I'm afraid he'll be so angry that he'll die.

"You kid, do you really think ten thousand dollars is easy to negotiate?"

"Not bad. We originally planned to do it before the New Year, but now it looks like it won't be two months away," Li Feng said with a smile. "The province is planning to hold a workshop on my works in the courtyard."

"It will be convenient for food and accommodation. We can get a few sets of furniture when the time comes. Uncle Fuqiang, what do you think? There will probably be many writers coming from inside and outside the province. When they see our modular furniture, they may spend thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars on it on the spot." Li Feng was not joking.

This was the news revealed by Yao Mingyuan and himself. He had written several good articles, which were published in top publications. In particular, "Scars" became a synonym for scar literature. His status rose rapidly. Although it was a bit of an exaggeration to call him the soul mentor of millions of educated youth, it was not an exaggeration to call him a close friend of everyone.

To speak up for the educated youth, at least now everyone is willing to do Li Feng a favor. Then all the magazines and newspapers in the province, or even several that publish his articles, will send editors over.

"Can this really be accomplished?"

"Let's try it first." Li Feng didn't give a definitive answer. "That's what I think, and that's what the Federation of Literary and Art Circles said. I think even if I'm not here this time, there will be no problem for the district and county to hold the seminar."

Li Feng may not be able to influence the provincial works seminar, but in the region and county, everyone has to think carefully before speaking to Li Feng to save face.

"This is really happening. The whole Hanjiaba will remember your kindness."

Han Fuqiang said this in a very formal manner. Li Feng smiled and waved his hand. "Uncle Fuqiang, look at what you said. I am originally from Hanjiaba. It is my duty to do something for Hanjiaba."

"Okay, you all remember this. Whoever tries to accuse Li Feng will become our mortal enemy."

Han Fuqiang gave instructions to An Dun and the others.

"Uncle Fuqiang, don't worry, we all listen to Brother Feng. If anyone dares to say something bad about Brother Feng, I will beat him to death."

"Yes, he can't be killed."

An Dun, An You, An Yu, An Lei, An Tao and others all echoed. This guy, Li Feng thought to himself how he became the leader, all of them. "It's not that serious. It's different now if we follow him."

"Who can say for sure?"

Han Fuqiang didn't understand the above policies, but he had to be prepared for any eventuality to avoid further divisions.

"Then I'll be more careful when writing articles from now on and not touch on those areas."

"That's a word, be careful."

Han Fuqiang and his colleagues were all being cautious. After all, the situation wasn't over yet. Although the atmosphere had improved, who could say for sure? They should just be careful about their lives. Why had reform and opening up had such little impact on the countryside for so many years?

One reason is that rural life is inherently simple, and another is that everyone lives cautiously. Without five, six, seven, or eight years of careful interaction, no one can change. As for why those who best adapted to reform and opening up were mostly educated youth, most were forced to do so, temporary workers, or unemployed youth. They had no choice but to wade through the water; drowning was better than starving.

"I was so busy talking about business that I forgot everyone hasn't eaten yet."

Li Feng said with a smile. "I just went to get some tickets this morning and bought some food and other groceries. Let's just make something simple."

"Multi-grain rice, tofu soup, and scrambled eggs."

A simple meal with one dish and one soup, and plenty of mixed grain rice, what else could you ask for? Han Fuqiang and the others nodded repeatedly, and An Tan helped carry firewood, dig coal, fetch water, wash rice, and cook. In a short while, the meal was ready.

Li Feng took out two bottles of Xinghuacun and said proudly, "A few writer friends came over this morning and gave them to me. I was just thinking of drinking some tonight, so it's perfect. Let's drink them all."

"Good wine."

Xinghua Village, at just over one yuan a bottle, was considered fine wine for most cadres, not to mention Han Fuqiang and the others, who all felt a little embarrassed when they saw such fine wine. "You're losing a lot of money by eating and drinking like this all the time."

"I'm just getting paid for publicity."

Li Feng said with a smile. "This little bit of food and drink is nothing. Come, Uncle Fuqiang, Anbing, arrange for everyone who can come to come. Let's go first."

"Come on, come on, let's toast to Uncle Fuqiang and Brother Feng."

Anton raised his glass, and the others stood up, each with an excited look on their face.

"Okay, okay, sit down and talk."

Li Feng raised his glass and drank one, then chatted and drank until after eight o'clock, then washed up and went to bed. The next day, he delivered several sets of modular furniture to the county town and earned another thousand yuan. Adding the deposit, he actually made over two thousand yuan.

This made Han Fuqiang and others feel uneasy. It was too much money, more than two thousand in cash. How could they dare to stay in the county town for long?

"It's not too late to go back for lunch."

"That's fine."

Li Feng asked the Gao Ju brothers to lift the rosewood desk onto the ox cart. Just kidding, Li Feng was worried about leaving it in the county town, so he had to keep a close eye on it. It was like winning the first prize, who would leave it at home? He would definitely carry it with him and check on it from time to time to feel at ease.

We have to speed up the progress of piling manure when we get back. It has been almost three days. Li Feng became anxious to turn the pile. He drove the ox cart as fast as he could and returned to Hanjiaba in just a few hours.

"Finally home."

Han Fuqiang breathed a sigh of relief and touched the more than 2,000 yuan in his arms. He finally arrived home safely. He was scared all the way. As for those who wanted to hitchhike, he refused them all. He was just kidding.

Normally, you would give five cents and even a dime, but this time, they said nothing and didn't stop the car. If anyone dared to get close, the people in the car would attack them. Li Feng didn't know what to say when he saw this.

Of course, he was also staring at his Huanghuali desk, and if anyone came close, he would definitely kick them.

"Fengzi, come with me."

Han Fuguo pulled Li Feng over. Li Feng had been planning to move the Huanghuali desk back home, but this guy did it. "Okay, second brother, you guys move the desk into the house."

"Don't worry, cousin."

The two nodded in understanding. They were joking. They were also very valuable. They were the ones who identified it, and the boss gave them a commission. With the Gao Ju brothers around, Li Feng felt a little more at ease and followed Han Fuqiang back to the brigade in the ox cart.

"Go to Uncle Fuguo's house, or go to the brigade."

The brigade office consists of three adobe houses, which are actually not as convenient as Han Fuguo's. Of course, when there are many people, we have no choice but to go to the brigade office, which is much bigger than other places.

"Let's go to Third Brother's house first."

"Wait, and call Sixth Brother too."

Han Fuguo gave some instructions to Antun and the others, and soon Han Futian followed with a briefcase and an abacus. "How's it going? Is it okay this time?"

"Okay."

Li Feng responded casually, and the people around him couldn't help laughing. Han Fuqiang didn't know for a moment whether he should tell Han Futian to wait a while. He couldn't let Li Feng treat him like that by himself. It seemed like it would be a good idea to wait and see Sixth Brother's surprised look.

This guy Han Fuqiang didn't say anything, so everyone else tried to hold back their laughter. In fact, it was quite uncomfortable for them to hold it back, but they just wanted to watch the fun, so they turned around one by one and some even jumped off the ox cart.

"It's okay, that's good."

Han Futian said, "After all, we can't expect every time to be like the last two times. Don't be too greedy, kid. It's just a small goal. If you can achieve half of it before the New Year, you'll be lucky."

"Pfft."

Han Anbing couldn't help but lash out with his whip when he saw everyone looking at him. "I just got a fart from a cow. It stinks. I couldn't hold it in."

"You boy."

Han Fuqiang is really, wait, Sixth Brother won't come to you later, what are you talking about, but I don't know what expression Sixth Brother will have later, it will be quite interesting. Han Futian didn't know this, and glared at Han Anbing unhappily.

What kind of joke is this kid telling? He arrived at Han Fu’s country in a short while.

"What's wrong? Why don't you drive the ox cart back?"

Seeing everyone following in, Han Futian was a little confused about what these guys were doing.

"Uncle Tomita, you must be very thirsty. You haven't had a sip of water all the way. Let's drink some water first."

Han Anbing and the others hurriedly said, "You guys, hurry up and drink some water. Don't forget to feed the cows. I've seen them foaming at the mouth all the way here."

After Han Futian gave some instructions, Han Anbing and the others nodded in agreement. However, none of them drank water immediately, and they followed behind the others reluctantly.

"came back."

"Third brother."

When Han Fuqiang saw Han Fuguo, he finally felt relieved. He took out the package in his arms and opened it on the table.

Han Futian sat down on the side and started to calculate. But when all the packages were opened, Han Futian was dumbfounded. Wasn't this too much money?
"How much is this?"

Not to mention Han Futian, even Han Fuguo was stunned for a moment, then looked at Han Fuqiang and asked.

"Two thousand two hundred and twenty-five dollars in total."

He then handed over the order form. Han Fuguo quickly took it and glanced at it. "I think there are twenty sets here, right?"

"Twenty-three sets of desks, and six sets of modular furniture."

"How many?"

Han Futian stood up immediately, and Han Fuqiang repeated that there was an extra set of desks compared to yesterday, and that a set of modular furniture was decided on the spot when the furniture was delivered today.

"Twenty-three sets of desks, six sets of modular furniture, and two thousand two hundred and twenty-five dollars?"

Han Futian thought about it. "This must be over five thousand, right?"

"It's still a hundred or so yuan short of six thousand."

Li Feng said calmly, "Alas, I thought it would be over 6,000. Really, it's a little less."

“Almost six thousand, a little short?”

Han Fuguo and Han Futian stared at the boss. At this moment, they understood the feelings of Han Fuqiang, Han Anbing and others. It was too Versailles. At this moment, Han Anbing and others were satisfied. Yes, yes, it was this expression, this tone, it was just right.

"It's still a long way from ten thousand."

As soon as Li Feng said this, Han Futian stared at Li Feng. Damn, this guy said that he would reach a small goal of 10,000 yuan before the New Year. They all thought that Li Feng was bragging and joking, but now it has only been a month and he has reached 6,000 yuan.

They were still about 4,000 yuan away from 10,000 yuan. At this moment, they felt that 10,000 yuan seemed very close. Maybe they could really reach the goal before the New Year, or even before the New Year. "Good boy, you are really arrogant."

"well enough."

Li Feng said with a smile, "It's almost done."

"you……."

Han Futian didn't know what to say. With so much money, over two thousand in cash, at that moment, Han Futian felt like his job as an accountant was truly rewarding. "And these invoices, Third Brother, I'm afraid we'll have a prosperous year this year."

"Who would have thought that with such a drought, we would still be thinking about living a wealthy life?"

Han Fuguo patted Li Feng on the shoulder twice. "Good boy, we are all indebted to you this time."

"Hahaha, Uncle Fuguo, what are you talking about? I am a member of Hanjiaba."

"Yes, yes, this guy is a member of Hanjiaba. Okay, I'll remember this."

Han Futian also patted Li Feng's shoulders a few times.

"Uncle Tomita, please use less energy and keep some time to keep the accounts."

Li Feng smiled and pointed at the orders, which had to be recorded in the accounts.

"Don't worry, I won't be tired even if you give me another dozen."

Han Futian was right. Counting money and putting it into the account, this guy hadn't had any good things happen to him in years, so how could he be tired?

"Next time it will definitely be more than this."

"Don't blow your air, kid."

Even if he put the order and money in front of him this time, Han Futian didn't think he would get so much next time.

Li Feng did not refute. He thought it would be interesting to take a photo when he really got the order.

"Hey, why don't you drink water?"

Han Futian was about to enter the account when he turned around and glanced at Han Anbing and the others. What were these guys doing? Staring at him.

"Drink water, drink water right now."

A few people laughed and ran to drink water. Han Futian and Han Fugu were muttering, wondering what these guys were doing. Who knew that Han Anbing and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter as soon as they walked out of the door. The scene just now was so exciting.

"These guys, aren't they trying to make fun of us?"

Han Futian also reacted and looked at Li Feng again, but Li Feng had already run away. "These boys, Fuqiang, why are you fooling around with these kids?"

"That's not happy."

Han Fuqiang said with a smile, "I also wanted to make you, Third Brother and Sixth Brother, happy."

"You, you."

Han Fuqiang and Han Futian didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, let's put it in the account first."

Han Futian didn't have the heart to care about anything else. With so much money and so many orders, they had to be credited to the account quickly. Han Fuqiang also thought that the team should do something big this year. With money in hand, he would not be worried.

"This Li Feng has done something great."

Han Fuguo sighed. If he had encountered such a severe drought in previous years, he would have been extremely worried and anxious, running around everywhere seeking relief and begging for food. But now, he was not in a hurry.

Li Feng came out of Uncle Fuguo's house and took a walk. These little guys were quite well-behaved and went to work.

"What are you doing?"

When they arrived at the place, Li Feng saw Li Ran and Han Mingchang squatting on the ground digging up soil.

"Lao Deng, why are you here?"

Li Ran was startled and muttered when he saw it was Li Feng. "You're here, why are you still scaring me?"

"You haven't done anything bad, so why are you afraid of being seen?"

"cut."

Li Ran spread his hands, and Li Feng looked at the small black dot. "Where did you get this thing?"

"Grown in the soil."

Li Ran said proudly, "Mingchang led me to dig it up, and it's still here."

"Okay."

Li Feng rubbed Li Ran's head, which made Li Ran very unhappy. "Really, are your hands dirty?"

"It's dirty, very dirty. By the way, aren't you going to work?"

Li Feng looked at the two of them. "Why are you here to kick the horseshoe?"

"Hmph, time to go home."

"Then you won't go back?"

"Let's go back later, Uncle Feng." Li Ran felt that Li Feng was a bit annoying.

"This kid." (End of this chapter)